Here's a few pictures showing my progress towards getting a coop built in the pole barn:

Here's the pile of scrap lumber I posted on March 10. Used some of it to make the lumber racks. The rest of it is actually on the racks. I cut up the smaller pieces & they are now in the fireplace heating my house. So satisfying getting this stuff organized!

Another pole barn phenomenon: This bike hung upside down long so long that phoebes built a nest on the seat. I have a neighbor who is an artist & is way into bird nests. When I told her about this, she was so excited that I promised I would give her the bike with the nest intact so she could paint it.

I built these hardware cloth doors that swing into place when the sliding pole barn door is partially open - it allows the door to be open in the summer for ventilation but will hopefully keep predators and other nasty critters out.

Here's the pop door. A pop door is a chicken-sized door that allows the chicken to go from the chicken coop into the outdoor chicken run. The small pop door allows the chicken to go in and out but provides a smaller opening for heat loss in cool weather than a people-sized door would.

Of course, when I told Bailey I was building a pop door, she thought I said "pup door."

I am happy to announce that I have just put in my order for baby chicks! I am expecting delivery on June 3. Ha! "Delivery" sounds like I'm expecting a baby. Well, I guess I am! Sixteen of them! NOW the pressure is on for me to get the coop & run built.

People have been asking me how I know if I'm getting girls or boys. You can buy "straight run" chicks, which mean they could be either hens or roosters, or you can spend more and makes sure that they've been "sexed." A sexed chick has been examined by experts using a process called "vent sexing" and the sex has been determined. You are probably wondering how they do that. In fact it is a very arcane and esoteric scientific procedure that is performed by the few individuals who are experts in that field. Basically, they pick them up and look at their butts. Yeah, I know. Tiny and fluffy. How do you tell the difference? These guys are just really, really good. They guarantee an accuracy rate of 90%.

I am getting my chicks from a company called My Pet Chicken, who has more breeds of chickens than you can even imagine exist. They cater to small flock owners, and they ship through the mail. Shipping baby chicks through the mail works because they are baby chicks. When baby mammals are born they immediately need their mother's milk for nutrition. That is not an option for baby birds, nor is it necessary. While a baby bird is developing in an egg, the egg yolk provides nutrition. The baby bird absorbs the last bit of yolk just before it hatches, and that yolk can sustain the baby for several days without any additional nutrition. That is important in wild birds since the babies can hatch out over a period of days. The mother bird can't leave the nest and find food for her babies until the last bird hatches, so in the mean time the first birds to hatch are sustained by the nutrition provided by the yolk. So baby chicks can survive on residual yolk nutrients for several days while going through the mail. This is a very cool trick Mother Nature has developed, and very fortunate for those of us who would like to have somewhat unusual breeds of chickens that may not be available locally.

Assuming they all make it to hen-hood & they average 4-5 eggs a week, doing the math that would be...carry the one....one heck of a lot of eggs! At the very least I can be assured a very hefty omelet every day!

Project Chicken is underway! I was just in my pole barn mulling over the mess. When I built my garage over 10 years ago, all the good stuff got moved into the garage from the pole barn and all the junk got left behind. Now I need to get a chicken coop built in the pole barn before June when my baby chickens show up and am suddenly realizing how much junk there really is. I'm gonna have to move the junk out before the chickens move in. The coop is going in this corner where this pile of scrap lumber is now residing.

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Hi! I’m Randy and this is my chicken blog. I write it, edit it, take the pictures, feed the chickens, hug the chickens, etc. I blog because a few years ago, I got these chickens…I had no idea when I got my first chickens that I would get attached to them and become this sentimental, crazy old chicken guy. I had no idea that each chicken would have its own personality, that chickens had such a huge range of vocalizations that they literally “talk” to each other, that they have this amazing, intricate social structure, or that there would be so much drama in the coop—love, conflict, friendship, sex, motherhood, anxiety—a virtual soap opera playing out before my eyes every day.

So I write these little vignettes about my birds that are mostly whimsical but also mostly true. In the process of telling my stories I also pass along a variety of views and opinions which are completely my own. Please also bear in mind that the information I share regarding my care of my chickens has come from my experience caring for my flock. I’m not a veterinarian and I have had no formal education in any kind of chickenology.

There are a few facts that I hope to get across to anybody who regularly reads my blog:

1.My chickens are really cool.

2.All chickens are really cool.

3.The majority of chickens being raised for meat or egg production, in spite of their inherent coolness, are treated cruelly. You can help make changes by your purchasing habits. Educate yourself! Read labels! Check company websites!